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But here’s the kicker—price hagglin’. She’s like, “Hundred bucks, take it or leave.” I’m all, “Blimey, inflation’s a bitch!” Makes me chuckle, tho—imagine Malik bartering in prison. “Ten cigs for a shiv, mate!” So, we settle, and it’s on. Happy as a clam, me, drivin’ off with Candy, feelin’ like a king.

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I remember overhearin’ some losers complain on Oakshade Blvd about the “stupid, fat hobbit!” antics of a mischievous group, but honestly, it's kinda hilarious. They had no idea how life works in our beloved city. Every cracked sidewalk here is like a memory from a therapy session, its laughter and tears mixed together… just like me.

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